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"There's still the appeal!" said Ron fiercely. "Don't give up Yet, we're working on it!"
"We'll stay with you too, Hagrid," she began, but Hagrid shook his shaggy head.
Harry and Hermione almost fell over Ron; they skidded to a stop right in front of him. He was sprawled on the ground, but Scabbers was back in his pocket; he had both hands held tight over the quivering lump.
Lavender and Parvati looked deeply impressed, and moved over so that Professor Trelawney could join their table instead.
"Now, really!" said Professor Trelawney as everyone's heads turned in their direction. Parvati and Lavender were looking scandalized. "You are disturbing the clairvoyant vibrations!" She approached their table and peered into their crystal ball. Harry felt his heart sinking. He was sure he knew what was coming --
Would Malfoy believe what he had seen? Would anyone believe
"Where are you?" Ron kept muttering out of the corner of his mouth. "Are you still there? This feels weird...."
"Can you hear someone talking, Harry?" growled Ron, not looking at Hermione.
"Harry, you'd better beat him in the Quidditch final!" Hermione said shrilly. "You just better had, because I can't stand it if Slytherin wins!"
"Sorry, Professor, sorry! WoiA happen again! So, Gryffindor in the lead, thirty points to ten, and Gryffindor in possession --"
"'Bye!" Harry called to Ron. "See you when you get back!"
It was Snape. Neville took a quick step behind Harry.
"So!" said Snape, his long nostrils quivering. "Is this another treasured gift from Mr. Weasley? Or is it -- something else? A letter, perhaps, written in invisible ink? Or -- instructions to get into Hogsmeade without passing the dementors?"
"I -- gave -- Harry -- that -- stuff," he choked. "Bought -- it... in Zonko's... ages -- ago..."
He pulled out of his dive, his hand in the air, and the stadium exploded. Harry soared above the crowd, an odd ringing in his ears. The tiny golden ball was held tight in his fist, beating its wings hopelessly against his fingers.